http://beautiful-tale.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] beautiful-tale.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg2010-05-03 01:25 pm

The Way to a Man's Heart [Completed]

Character(s): Belle, Beast, Lumière!
Content: Belle invites Beast to a picnic.
Setting: Starting in Iriela Apartments and ending up in Jogo da Crianca
Time: Noon-ish, Week 21
Warnings: None.

Belle finished tucking in the blue and white checked cloth over the food in the basket, checking off a list in her head. Since Beast was French as she was, she'd decided to prepare something wholly French for the outing -- pan bagnat, a sort of seafood sandwich; crudites with lemon oil; gougeres, a light, delicate cheese pastry; and the pride of her picnic basket, the item that she'd stayed up late to create, meringue calissons. With a satisfied nod, she reached up to tuck an errant strand of chestnut hair behind her ear, ignoring the surge of nervousness that lurked just below the surface.

Yes, she mused as she gathered up a bottle of wine to round out the meal, she was surprising Beast with this and he was clearly not a fan of surprises. It was very possible he'd turn her away the door, growling and snarling like an animal. But Belle had missed him more each day she couldn't find him and a good meal was the best way to deepen any bond.

She exited her apartment and quickly headed towards Beast's, thankful she didn't have to carry the big basket too far. When Belle drew up to his door, she hesitated for the barest moment...then, ducking her head and inhaling a steady, deep breath, she knocked.

[identity profile] tolove-inreturn.livejournal.com 2010-05-04 07:27 am (UTC)(link)
A knock at the door roused Beast from his thoughts. He quietly rose, watching Lumiere freeze in place. The last person at the door had been very kind to him, though also very confusing. The servant had arrived only a week or so after the visit from Genie, and the maitre d' had been welcome to a rare sight: Beast's room was clean. Nothing was damaged, nothing was out of place, the apartment was in great repair. And now that Lumiere was here, Beast was a little more confident he could keep it that way.

"Who is it?" Beast asked at the door. He was nervous, he couldn't help it, but he didn't let himself sound cross.